You could fill me with ****,
***** deep in my ***.

You could fill me with ***,
***** dripping down my chin.

You could shove the entire
******* world in my ******,
But I'll still be empty inside.

We are wild.
We are free.
We grow together in disarray.
Never knowing right and wrong,
Going in our own directions.
Sometimes we get cut down,
And put back into a controlled state.
Sometimes we flourish in the sunshine,
Uncontrolled and successful.
We encounter both paths.
But we find our ways to ourselves.
We are all part of a wild rose garden,
We are humans.

Waking up in your room
for the last time.
Your family prepares you breakfast
in your home kitchen.
Moving in sounds scary.
It is,
but as the days go on you will see
College has it's good and hard times.
The people you meet
Will either mend your life
or break your heart.
This is a place where
we explain our pasts,
we find our love,
and crying is always allowed.
The drama will occur,
And we learn to let go.
We learn capabilities within us
that were never trusted of us in
High school.
Those days are done, and here is the new beginning.
So take a deep breath,
and give many chances.
To the school, the people,
And you.